OMG! WOW………..my first regular! Thanks savy! Well it's chappie two! Closer to learning more of you-know-who!
(no not lord Voldamort silly)
five stories under the streats all is silent. Only the sound of water dripping and rats running by along the passege ways. No one comes down anymore. No life is there. Only death for all who enter his domain………..and though the Opera Ghost hasn't been heard of for years the legend still lives, surviving over fifteen years……yet one sound is heard……the sounds of playing, a piano's keys, blending with the darkness 'till it all disappears………
"excuse me? How would I get to the opera house Monsier?"
Victoria hadn't wanted to ask, but now she was getting sick of walking and wanted to get there the quickest way possible. If she was walking in circles it was a problem that neaded to be ended or her feat would collapse. But all the man said was to turn around. And she did, in the most irritated fashion, and gasped.
It was so big, the biggest building she's ever seen! And the pictures did it no justice!
She had never seen such beautiful architecture either! Her eyes went from the steps to the roof, the roof! There were statues over the looking the city. Apollo stood with his lyre, gold! Its was so beautiful. How could her mother have left? Quickly she opened the book and read.
Dear dairy,
I fear for Raoul and Erik! Both are probably plotting each others down falls! Dear god!
They'll kill them selves! Raoul and I must leave! For the sake of everyone.
Christine
She walked into the building to see to nights opera, she had bought a ticket using more of the money she had saved her whole life, Faust. For her mother had played in it so many years ago. And as she waited she picked up the bundle of letters.
Dear Christine,
I shall meet you at the churchyard, Little Lotte.
Sincery yours, Raoul
My dear chistine, you nead have no concern as to your fate.
Wait! That one was ripped! How she longed to read that note. It was written in red ink, how rude, and she had a guese as to who wrote it. But it was starting and she could read later. And suddenly something caught her eye. She looked up to a box five. Emty. She must have been imagining it……no one could come and go so quick..
Dear Dairy,
I keap seeing him! He moves like a cat! So quick he's gone before I turn my head. I'm so scared now. How can this man be………a man?
Christine
YES? YOU SAY I'M LAME? YOU SAY MY CHAPPIES ARE TO SHORT?
SORRY……………IT'S A PROBLEM CALLED 'Pre-Eriks appearance writers block'……………….I didn't say that….nope Erik is dead……no Erik in this Phic………
Why are you looking at me like that!